Photography by Phillip James
To me, more often than not, the simplest things are the most precious. A glorious ray of sunshine. The delicate fragrance of mimosa at dusk. The soothing stillness of nature. A serendipitous encounter. In this case, these beautiful words by Ralph Waldo Emerson. How could I better express what I feel at this very moment?
From within or from behind, a light shines through us upon things, and makes us aware that we are nothing, but the light is all.